and so our mothers and grandmothers have,
more often than not, anonymously,
handed on the creative spark,
the seed of the flower they themselves never hoped to see
-or like a sealed letter they could not plainly read.
i am a daughter to one.
i am a mother to three.
thank you for these blessings.
happy mother's day.
especially to my tilda.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.